Lost

What happens when four different people get stuck on a desert island together?

Out of the blue, there was panic. What was supposed to be our dream vacation was now our worst nightmare. When the vacation started, everything was perfect, maybe every better. We were all together, and that was enough, but we met the cutest boys. We had each fallen in love. Now, we were struggling to make it out alive. We were sleeping in our cabin when the alarm went off. We gathered a few important belongings into small bags that we could carry, and we darted to the deck. There, we were separated. The three best friends who always dreamed of this cruise were no longer together. I was pushed away from my best friend's hands as we attempted to stay together. I know we all got into life boats. I saw them, Caylee, Angel, with Angel's new boyfriend, David, and Caylee's boyfriend, Kris. I was in a lifeboat with three men that I didn't know. My boyfriend was nowhere in sight. Two of the unfamiliar started rowing, attempting to follow the other lifeboats, but accidentally going in circles.

We started going straight after a while, but we were already very behind. The other boats were too far away for us to see, so we just moved forward, hoping to find land. None us spoke at all. None us knew each other. I decided I should start.

"I-I know this isn't exactly the time, but I think we should get to know each other. Wherever we go, we're going to be together for a while, so we should at least know each other's names. I'm Lila. I'm 25 and I'm from LA. I came here with my friend's, but we got separated."

The dark haired man who wasn't rowing spoke next. "My name's David. I'm 26."

No one spoke for a while. One of the guy rowing spoke. "I'm Adam. I'm 27."

Then the other one spoke. "I'm Danny. I'm 29."

After introducing ourselves, we didn't say much. We didn't know what to say and it wasn't exactly the time to socialize. After rowing almost night, switching every so often, the lifeboat sank. We all tried to swim a keep our heads up, but me, never being a strong swimmer, had trouble staying up. We swam toward land which we could see was very far away. The cold water numbed my skin and made it harder for me to stay up. Suddenly, I found myself underwater. After that, everything was blurry.

I woke up the next morning on land. It was a small island that didn't look like it had any inhabitants as far as I could see. I was lying on the beach with the other three standing around me, talking.

"I guess we can live here. At least until we can figure out how to get out of here," Danny said. Or at least I thought it was Danny. The last time I had seen them, it was too dark to see their faces. I only slightly recognized his voice.

"W-what's going on?" I muttered confused. I tried to stand up, but I almost immediately fell. I was never coordinated, and almost drowning in a freezing ocean didn't help.

"Oh! You're awake!" David said, helping me up.

"Thanks," I whispered as I leaned on his shoulder for balance. I saw him blush a little when I did that.

"What happened?" I asked.

"You almost drowned," Adam responded calmly. "You probably wouldn't have make it if David here hadn't gotten you out. Your foot was tangled in seaweed. He carried you the rest of the way."

"For a while, we thought we lost you," Danny added.

"Well I guess I'm still here…" I muttered, trying to thank him as I said it. All three of them were really nice, but David was cute AND he had saved my life, so he seemed like the perfect guy to me. He could have just as easily gone and left me there, but no. He decided to save me.

"Well, I guess we should start making this island home…" Danny sighed.

Adam got up and started looking for firewood with Danny. David stayed with me.

"Why didn't you go and help them?" I asked him.

"Someone had to stay with you to make sure you would be okay," he replied. He smiled. "Why? Do you want me to leave?"

"No, not really. It's just, I'll be fine by myself, and they look like they could use some help…" I gestured to Adam, who had dropped a piece of wood on his foot, and Danny, who was attempting to get the wood off of his foot.

"They probably could use so help," he muttered, noticing the struggling idiot and the guy who was trying to help him. "I'll go, but if you need anything at all, just call me." With that, he ran to help get the giant piece of wood off of Adam's toe.

When the wood was off, Danny and David carried Adam and his apparently broken toe over to where we were settled. Danny started a fire, and David was gathering materials to make a hut and anything that we could possibly cook.

Adam and I were "disabled" due to his broken toe and my… well I don't really know what. The others seemed to think I was too sick or injured, or not strong enough to work at the moment. I really wanted to help though. We were on some uncharted island in the middle of nowhere, and just surviving would be a huge feat. I wanted to see my friends and family again, and I was sure that the other three weren't exactly ecstatic about living on the island for the rest of their lives.

I wondered how my friends were. Did they make it back home? Did they think I was dead? Little did I know, some of my questions would be answered the next day. Until then, I was eating whatever David had fished out of the ocean and sleeping on the beach with the hot sand as a bed.